Chapter 0377 Swears to Kill

It didn't take long for a silver-gray sigil like a thunderbolt to take shape in front of him.

Mo Fan's eyes lit up and he snorted secretly.

"Go!"

The thunder symbol flashed and flew towards the center of the scarred man's eyebrows.

As soon as the thunder symbol entered, strange-shaped symbols immediately flew out of the scarred man's brow.

Each symbol has a silver-gray color the size of a thumb, and is connected by a line shot from the center of the eyebrow, and there are fifty or sixty of them.

The strength of the scar man is almost there, but there are also late-stage cultivations in the foundation building, so he can naturally see these symbols.

However, a pile of threads flew out of his eyebrows, a kind of thing that he had never seen for the first time and had never heard of.

"Boy, what are these?" said the scarred man's face was extremely ugly, and he said in horror.

He had a hunch that Mo Fan would definitely not do anything good if he made these things.

"You'll find out later. Mo Fan said indifferently.

These are the oaths that Scar Man has made.

Ordinary people swear because their divine consciousness is too weak to condense into an oath.

But this scar man is different, in the later stage of foundation building, each oath will be formed into an oath and stay in the sea of knowledge.

Usually nothing happens, but once certain vows are violated, the oath will strike at a specific moment, and the effect of restraint on the monk will be revealed.

These oaths, even if the monk does not know the law, he will never want to see them for the rest of his life.

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at those oath marks, and his gaze quickly fell on an oath in the shape of a blood droplet.

His hand shone with a gray light, a handful of this oath.

"Open!"

The runes on this oath seal flowed, and the gray light flashed, and 35 gray lines were divided on the oath seal.

Each thin line was attached to an oath identical to that of the Scarred Man, and one of them had faded like a tarnished star.

"This should be it!" Mo Fan muttered to himself.

Among them, the gray oath represents that the party with this oath has died, and it should be the young man he killed.

"There are 36 of you who are worshipping together?" Mo Fan asked calmly.

The scarred man frowned, his body trembled involuntarily, and his eyes were full of fear.

He was careless before, underestimating Mo Fan's strength, but now he feels that Mo Fan is a devil with too many horrors that he can't imagine.

"If I tell you, can you not kill me. ”

"You don't have the right to bargain, you only have to answer yes or no. Mo Fan said coldly, his voice full of indisobedient meaning.

"Yes, yes, what do you want?" said Scar Man, a little broken.

Who did he provoke, if he knew this, he would definitely not go to the East China Sea.

Mo Fan didn't answer, he took out a mobile phone from the big scar man's pocket and opened the phone book.

"Tell me the name of your sworn brother, don't try to play tricks, you don't even have the right to die in front of me. Mo Fan's voice was extremely cold.

The scarred man's face twitched a few times, and after a moment's hesitation, he still spoke.

"Huang is nameless. ”

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, then returned to normal, found the name from his mobile phone, and dialed it.

In a few moments, the phone went through, and there was a creaking of the wooden bed and the wheezing and moaning of a woman.

"Big brother, I just hooked up with two sisters, and I'm busy, what's the matter with me?" said the person on the phone while busy working.

"Nothing, just telling you that you're going to die. Mo Fan said coldly.

"I'm going to die, who are you guys, why is my eldest brother's mobile phone in your hand?"

Then came the dissatisfied voices of two women, "Handsome guy, don't stop, people"

"Dead people don't need to know so much. Mo Fan said indifferently.

"Don't fucking fart, kill Lao Tzu, is your whip so long, hurry up and let my eldest brother go, if you dare to move a finger of my eldest brother, we will send 36 Tiangang in the south, and we will definitely pull your whole family to practice mixed yuan qigong." ”

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was cold.

"Huang Wuming, I call you, do you dare to respond?" Mo Fan shouted as he stared at the 34 glowing blood droplet-shaped oath seals.

"Your Uncle Huang Wuming is here, and now you are playing with two young women, what can you do to me?" Huang Wuming roared arrogantly, and the young woman's delicate panting sounded again.

As Huang Wuming answered, one of the 35 oath seals suddenly lit up.

"Then you can die, remember, there are gods in your head. A thunder-shaped mark on Mo Fan's hand lit up, and he grabbed the oath mark directly.

"Click!"

"Ahh

The scar man was stunned, staring at Mo Fan incredulously, his mouth moved a few times, but he didn't say anything.

"This, this"

Can this also kill?

Huang Wuming was also in Beichuan, more than 800 kilometers away from him, and died like this?

"Next!" Mo Fan said coldly.

"Huang, Huang is innocent. The scar man said without hesitation.

Mo Fan dialed the phone, and a yin and yang strange voice sounded.

"Boss, is the sun setting in the east, and your call actually came to me, is there something wrong?"

"Yes, you people are alive to the end. Mo Fan said coldly.

"It's not the boss, it's not the old boy, you don't have a small tone. Huang Wuxian said unexpectedly.

"Greater!"

"Hehe, what can you do over the phone?" Huang Wuxian smiled disappretently.

Can a phone call still kill?

"Huang Wuxie, if I call you, do you dare to respond?" Mo Fan asked again.

"Huang Wuxian is here, boy, are you impatient, dare to provoke our southern faction, you are really young"

Before Huang Wuxian finished speaking, Mo Fan grabbed another oath seal.

"Die!"

"Click!" there was a thunderclap, and there was silence on the other side.

Mo Fan let go of his hand, and the oath was dim.

Obviously, I didn't see the killing, but an invisible and powerful murderous aura rippled out.

"Next!"

The corner of the scarred man's mouth twitched, and the whole person seemed to be lost.

Scar Dahan reported a name, and Mo Fan made a phone call.

As soon as the word "kill" came out, a thunderclap sounded, and an oath turned silver-gray.

"Huang is ruthless!"

"You dare to kill me?"

"Kill!"

"Huang Wutian!"

"It's up to you, I don't know whether to live or die?"

"Kill!"

After more than half an hour, there were 34 "kill" words in a row, and only one of the oath seals was still lit, which was the scarred man's.

"Who else in the Southern Sect you know has cultivated the Mixed Yuan One Qigong?" Mo Fan glanced at the last oath and asked in a cold voice.

"No, no, it's just us. The scarred man's face was like ashes, and he said honestly.

"Then what do you have to do with the Huang family in Kyoto?" Mo Fan asked.

Of the 34 people he just killed, 34 were surnamed Huang.

If this group of people had nothing to do with the Huang family, he wouldn't believe it.